Names: Uncle Zhao Mengsheng, Father-in-law Pei Yihong

Gao Yuliang felt really overwhelmed. "Liangping, I want to see him alive or dead."

We must find a way to save them as soon as possible.

Remember, whether Chen Shan is a suspect or whatever, he is a human being.

It's really weird; whenever Hou Liangping gets involved, something bad is guaranteed to happen.

Hou Liangping stood on the edge of the cliff, clutching his phone.

The night wind blew into my collar, making it feel chilly.

Hou Liangping shuddered. "Yes, Secretary Yuliang."

Hou Liangping hung up the phone and lit a cigarette.

The lighter struck three times before it lit, the flame illuminating half of his face.

He exhaled a puff of smoke towards the bottom of the cliff, the cigarette butt glowing and dimming.

Chen Shan's car rolled down the mountain, tumbling and crashing into the dark valley without making a sound.

What kind of nonsense is this?

After a whole night of running around, being led around like a dog, and finally managing to catch a glimpse of its tail, it was gone.

Once the person is gone, the trail goes cold.

If the leads go cold, the case is in jeopardy.

Hou Liangping took a deep drag on his cigarette, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and stomped on it a few times.

He lit another cigarette.

The sound of brakes came from behind, and the car doors slammed shut.

Lin Huahua jumped out of the car and almost twisted her ankle.

Chen Qunfang ran over right after her.

"Director Hou!" Lin Huahua's voice was loud. "Where's Chen Shan? Where's the car?"

Hou Liangping didn't turn around, but pointed downwards.

Lin Huahua was stunned.

Chen Qunfang leaned closer to the edge of the cliff, took a deep breath, and stepped back.

"Did it fall?"

"Um."

Lin Huahua panicked, "Then hurry up and save him! What if Chen Shan is still alive?"

Hou Liangping flicked his cigarette ash and said nothing.

It was pitch black down there, and the cliff was at least 70 or 80 meters deep, maybe even hundreds of meters. If a car fell down there, there wouldn't even be a sound. How could a person survive?

Even if they survive, they'll be crippled.

Being half-crippled is just right; he won't die, but he can't escape either.

Even a person in a vegetative state.

Hou Liangping was thinking to himself, but didn't say anything.

Several more cars drove by, their headlights blinding.

The door of the first car opened, and a middle-aged man in a police uniform stepped out, his police rank insignia gleaming under the lights.

Zhang Qi, Deputy Director of the Public Security Department of Handong Province.

Zhang Qi walked up to Hou Liangping, peeked down at him, and his facial muscles twitched.

"Director Hou."

"Director Zhang."

The two nodded to each other as a greeting.

Zhang Qi's gaze fell on the large truck parked by the roadside.

Next to the large truck.

The driver, Lao Han, squatted down by the front tire, holding his head and trembling all over.

"What happened?" Zhang Qi asked.

Hou Liangping briefly explained the whole story.

Zhang Qi's face darkened after hearing this.

He walked over and pulled Old Han up from the ground.

"Was that your car?"

Old Han's lips trembled. "Boss, I...I really..."

Hou Liangping rushed up from behind, grabbed Lao Han by the collar, and swung his fist at him.

"How the hell do you drive?!"

A fist slammed into Old Han's face, causing him to tilt his head and blood to seep from the corner of his mouth.

Old Han covered his face, tears streaming down his face. "Mountain road, mountain road, I really didn't know, boss! A headlight suddenly appeared from the other side, I couldn't see it at all..."

Hou Liangping threw another punch.

Zhang Qi grabbed Hou Liangping's wrist and pulled him away.

"Director Hou! Don't be impulsive."

Hou Liangping struggled but couldn't break free, and glared at Lao Han while panting heavily.

Zhang Qi pushed Hou Liangping aside and turned to stare at Lao Han.

"Have you been drinking?"

Old Han shook his head frantically, "No, boss, I didn't drink a drop. Please check, please check."

A police officer next to Zhang Qichao gave him a wink.

The police officer told Lao Han to blow it.

Old Han had the blowpipe in his mouth, his face turning bright red.

The numbers popped up.

zero.

Zhang Qi took the testing device and glanced at it. "She really hasn't been drinking."

Old Han collapsed to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably. "Boss, I really didn't know. I've driven this mountain road so many times. Tonight, the headlights of that car on the other side were so bright I couldn't see anything. I turned the steering wheel too hard..."

Zhang Qi ignored him and glanced back at Hou Liangping.

"Director Hou, have someone take Lao Han into custody first, and we'll investigate further later."

"Yes, Director Zhang." Hou Liangping naturally had no experience in handling traffic accidents.

Zhang Qichao nodded to the person next to him, and two police officers went up, lifted Lao Han up, and put him into the car behind.

Old Han was still shouting, "Boss, I'm truly innocent..."

The car door closed, and the sound stopped.

Zhang Qi walked to the edge of the cliff, looked down, and then turned to Hou Liangping and said...

"This terrain makes it impossible to search at night."

The key point is that Zhang Qi is not familiar with the surrounding terrain.

Hou Liangping remained silent.

The car plunged off a cliff, surrounded by thickets and piles of rocks. It was difficult to get down even during the day, let alone at night.

Zhang Qi took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Governor Qi, it's me, Zhang Qi. Chen Shan's car plunged off a cliff on the mountain road in Bin County, and he's missing. The terrain here is complex, and the search and rescue will be very difficult at night..."

Zhang Qi took the phone and walked to the side, lowering his voice.

Hou Liangping leaned against the car door and lit another cigarette.

Lin Huahua and Chen Qunfang stood a little distance away, whispering to each other.

Chen Qunfang glanced at Hou Liangping, then at Lin Huahua, and hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but didn't.

Lin Huahua pouted, her face full of resentment.

After a whole night of fussing, it's all over?

Hou Liangping took a drag of his cigarette and slowly exhaled.

Chen Shan is dead, and everything is gone.

The case stalled, all the leads went cold, and Hou Liangping's efforts were in vain.

Being alive, even with a disability, is the best thing.

At least Hou Liangping could get credit for the capture, but if Chen Shan was captured alive, that would be a great achievement.

Once you die, you lose everything.

Hou Liangping stubbed out his cigarette and cursed.

Zhang Qi returned after making the phone call.

"Governor Qi told me to contact the Bin County Public Security Bureau and ask them to cooperate with the search and rescue. I've notified the county bureau and the county party committee; they'll be there immediately."

"Hmm. Director Zhang, this might be the best arrangement." Lin Huahua blinked.

"It's late at night, and it might not be appropriate for us to conduct a search and rescue operation alone." Zhang Qi glanced down below. "The terrain is complex, and it would be dangerous for the search and rescue personnel to go down. But Executive Director Qi and Secretary Gao said that we must find the person alive or dead, so the search and rescue operation must be carried out."

Hou Liangping remained silent.

Zhang Qi glanced at the lights getting closer and closer in the distance.

"The people from the county will be here soon. We'll decide on a plan once they arrive."

In less than fifteen minutes, a line of cars came down the mountain.

The first vehicle was a police SUV, the second was a commercial vehicle, and there were several more SUVs following behind, lined up in a row on the winding mountain road.

Ma Wenbin, the director of the Bin County Public Security Bureau, was the first to jump out of the car.

Ma Wenbin, who was in his early forties and had a stocky build, slipped on a stone when he got out of the car and almost fell.

"Director Zhang, Director Hou."

One must be extremely respectful.

For Ma Wenbin, both of them were provincial leaders.

Both of them are deputy directors-general level.

I'd be incredibly lucky if I could ever reach the position of deputy director-general in my lifetime.

Following behind was Liu Changhe, the secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission of Bin County. He was tall and thin, wore glasses, and walked with his hands behind his back.

Following them are Zhao Dongsheng, the county head of Bin County, and Sun Jianping, the county party secretary.

Zhao Dongsheng was in his fifties, and his expression was very serious.

Sun Jianping walked at the very back. He wasn't tall, but he walked with a brisk pace, clearly a decisive and efficient person.

"Director Zhang," Sun Jianping shook hands with Zhang Qi, "We've heard about the situation. The Bin County Party Committee and County Government will fully cooperate with the search and rescue efforts."